Bab 332: 332. Red armor, black heart

Noah stared at his plant for some time before raising his head to inspect the other applicants.

They had their eyes closed, their plants were still growing in various shapes and there wasn't any similarity between the twenty of them.

'Mine has grown quickly because my mental waves are stronger than theirs, I wonder what kind of judgment I will receive.'

Noah had realized that the characteristics of his plant were outside of his understanding, he didn't know if he had succeeded in the test.

More minutes passed and the plants of the other applicants slowly completed their growth and separated themselves from their faces, the youths had tired expressions, that process wasn't easy to withstand with their weak minds.

The three cultivators of the Flowing river sect began to inspect the plants as soon as the last seed fell on the mat, they would nod or shake their heads while giving a brief explanation to each applicant.

"The branches are too soft, you lack determination."